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I KNOW this is small, but it's right up my ass today and i am SO pissed off.

We MUST buy groceries today. We have none. The proverbial cupboards are

fucking bare.

I gave two choices: no frills and the IGA. IGA is WAY more expensive, but

it's local, and no frills has an overwhelming decor of bright crayola yellow and

is a 20-minute drive away.

Before we left, he chose no frills.

Well, it took him 20 freaking minutes after HIS timer went off to get his stupid

boots on, although he'd been counting down the blasted thing second for second.

On the way, I needed to double back into town to buy gas. " I SAID no frills, "

trumpeted ERic.

When the gas attendant didn't hang around our window long enough to hear some

speech wanted to say to him, he freaked out.

So I changed the plan to IGA, which is right in town, two blocks from the gas

station and 10 blocks from home.

IGA was busy, but he wanted to steer the cart. Fine, whatever. So we got to

the produce section, the FIRST section, and he SLAMMED to a halt in front of a

display of fruit, pointed, and yelled in a language I HAVE NEVER HEARD. Would

he repeat it? No. Would he say it in english? NO. Would he move the fucking

cart? NO!

So *I* tired to move the cart, but by then there was a veritable SEA of

disgruntled shoppers jockeying to pass us, eqach one shooting his or her own

dirty look. And they all seemed to make a POINT of bumping into me. SLAMMING

into me, more like.

So I whirled that cart around, parked it back in the cart thingy, and marched us

out of that store. The whole time alternated between crestfallen and big

fat cheesy grin. Took all I had not to wipe it off on the pavement.

<seethe>

Jacquie

-frustrated, angry, and HUNGRY

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> Do you have anyone that can watch that child for an hour to go get food?

>

Nobody until Marc gets up around 9pm (he's on midnights) and I can go to the

24-hour in the next town over.

<sigh>

I do remember though, I have a half a bag of gnocci in the freezer!

Jacquie

-whose kid will eat toast for dinner and LIKE IT.

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> Do you have anyone that can watch that child for an hour to go get food?

>

Nobody until Marc gets up around 9pm (he's on midnights) and I can go to the

24-hour in the next town over.

<sigh>

I do remember though, I have a half a bag of gnocci in the freezer!

Jacquie

-whose kid will eat toast for dinner and LIKE IT.

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> Do you have anyone that can watch that child for an hour to go get food?

>

Nobody until Marc gets up around 9pm (he's on midnights) and I can go to the

24-hour in the next town over.

<sigh>

I do remember though, I have a half a bag of gnocci in the freezer!

Jacquie

-whose kid will eat toast for dinner and LIKE IT.

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If taking places is that bad why don't you just leae him home.

Lori

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I KNOW this is small, but it's right up my ass today and i am SO pissed off.

We MUST buy groceries today. We have none. The proverbial cupboards are

fucking bare.

I gave two choices: no frills and the IGA. IGA is WAY more expensive,

but it's local, and no frills has an overwhelming decor of bright crayola

yellow and is a 20-minute drive away.

Before we left, he chose no frills.

Well, it took him 20 freaking minutes after HIS timer went off to get his

stupid boots on, although he'd been counting down the blasted thing second

for second.

On the way, I needed to double back into town to buy gas. " I SAID no frills,

trumpeted ERic.

When the gas attendant didn't hang around our window long enough to hear

some speech wanted to say to him, he freaked out.

So I changed the plan to IGA, which is right in town, two blocks from the

gas station and 10 blocks from home.

IGA was busy, but he wanted to steer the cart. Fine, whatever. So we got to

the produce section, the FIRST section, and he SLAMMED to a halt in front of

a display of fruit, pointed, and yelled in a language I HAVE NEVER HEARD.

Would he repeat it? No. Would he say it in english? NO. Would he move the

fucking cart? NO!

So *I* tired to move the cart, but by then there was a veritable SEA of

disgruntled shoppers jockeying to pass us, eqach one shooting his or her own

dirty look. And they all seemed to make a POINT of bumping into me. SLAMMING

into me, more like.

So I whirled that cart around, parked it back in the cart thingy, and

marched us out of that store. The whole time alternated between

crestfallen and big fat cheesy grin. Took all I had not to wipe it off on

the pavement.

<seethe>

Jacquie

-frustrated, angry, and HUNGRY

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If taking places is that bad why don't you just leae him home.

Lori

--

I KNOW this is small, but it's right up my ass today and i am SO pissed off.

We MUST buy groceries today. We have none. The proverbial cupboards are

fucking bare.

I gave two choices: no frills and the IGA. IGA is WAY more expensive,

but it's local, and no frills has an overwhelming decor of bright crayola

yellow and is a 20-minute drive away.

Before we left, he chose no frills.

Well, it took him 20 freaking minutes after HIS timer went off to get his

stupid boots on, although he'd been counting down the blasted thing second

for second.

On the way, I needed to double back into town to buy gas. " I SAID no frills,

trumpeted ERic.

When the gas attendant didn't hang around our window long enough to hear

some speech wanted to say to him, he freaked out.

So I changed the plan to IGA, which is right in town, two blocks from the

gas station and 10 blocks from home.

IGA was busy, but he wanted to steer the cart. Fine, whatever. So we got to

the produce section, the FIRST section, and he SLAMMED to a halt in front of

a display of fruit, pointed, and yelled in a language I HAVE NEVER HEARD.

Would he repeat it? No. Would he say it in english? NO. Would he move the

fucking cart? NO!

So *I* tired to move the cart, but by then there was a veritable SEA of

disgruntled shoppers jockeying to pass us, eqach one shooting his or her own

dirty look. And they all seemed to make a POINT of bumping into me. SLAMMING

into me, more like.

So I whirled that cart around, parked it back in the cart thingy, and

marched us out of that store. The whole time alternated between

crestfallen and big fat cheesy grin. Took all I had not to wipe it off on

the pavement.

<seethe>

Jacquie

-frustrated, angry, and HUNGRY

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If taking places is that bad why don't you just leae him home.

Lori

--

I KNOW this is small, but it's right up my ass today and i am SO pissed off.

We MUST buy groceries today. We have none. The proverbial cupboards are

fucking bare.

I gave two choices: no frills and the IGA. IGA is WAY more expensive,

but it's local, and no frills has an overwhelming decor of bright crayola

yellow and is a 20-minute drive away.

Before we left, he chose no frills.

Well, it took him 20 freaking minutes after HIS timer went off to get his

stupid boots on, although he'd been counting down the blasted thing second

for second.

On the way, I needed to double back into town to buy gas. " I SAID no frills,

trumpeted ERic.

When the gas attendant didn't hang around our window long enough to hear

some speech wanted to say to him, he freaked out.

So I changed the plan to IGA, which is right in town, two blocks from the

gas station and 10 blocks from home.

IGA was busy, but he wanted to steer the cart. Fine, whatever. So we got to

the produce section, the FIRST section, and he SLAMMED to a halt in front of

a display of fruit, pointed, and yelled in a language I HAVE NEVER HEARD.

Would he repeat it? No. Would he say it in english? NO. Would he move the

fucking cart? NO!

So *I* tired to move the cart, but by then there was a veritable SEA of

disgruntled shoppers jockeying to pass us, eqach one shooting his or her own

dirty look. And they all seemed to make a POINT of bumping into me. SLAMMING

into me, more like.

So I whirled that cart around, parked it back in the cart thingy, and

marched us out of that store. The whole time alternated between

crestfallen and big fat cheesy grin. Took all I had not to wipe it off on

the pavement.

<seethe>

Jacquie

-frustrated, angry, and HUNGRY

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Maybe because there's no one there to watch him? I think Marc is working

2nd shift now, which means he's asleep in the mornings and gone till late at

night. BTDT, no fun no fun.

-Sara.

> If taking places is that bad why don't you just leae him home.

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i help eric values his life enough not to complain about the lack of food in

your house!! since i got my license in september that has been my greatest

thrill - to be able to go grocery shopping at my own pace without kids in tow!!

michelle mg

<seethe>

I KNOW this is small, but it's right up my ass today and i am SO pissed off.

We MUST buy groceries today. We have none. The proverbial cupboards are

fucking bare.

I gave two choices: no frills and the IGA. IGA is WAY more expensive,

but it's local, and no frills has an overwhelming decor of bright crayola yellow

and is a 20-minute drive away.

Before we left, he chose no frills.

Well, it took him 20 freaking minutes after HIS timer went off to get his

stupid boots on, although he'd been counting down the blasted thing second for

second.

On the way, I needed to double back into town to buy gas. " I SAID no frills, "

trumpeted ERic.

When the gas attendant didn't hang around our window long enough to hear some

speech wanted to say to him, he freaked out.

So I changed the plan to IGA, which is right in town, two blocks from the gas

station and 10 blocks from home.

IGA was busy, but he wanted to steer the cart. Fine, whatever. So we got to

the produce section, the FIRST section, and he SLAMMED to a halt in front of a

display of fruit, pointed, and yelled in a language I HAVE NEVER HEARD. Would

he repeat it? No. Would he say it in english? NO. Would he move the fucking

cart? NO!

So *I* tired to move the cart, but by then there was a veritable SEA of

disgruntled shoppers jockeying to pass us, eqach one shooting his or her own

dirty look. And they all seemed to make a POINT of bumping into me. SLAMMING

into me, more like.

So I whirled that cart around, parked it back in the cart thingy, and marched

us out of that store. The whole time alternated between crestfallen and

big fat cheesy grin. Took all I had not to wipe it off on the pavement.

<seethe>

Jacquie

-frustrated, angry, and HUNGRY

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i help eric values his life enough not to complain about the lack of food in

your house!! since i got my license in september that has been my greatest

thrill - to be able to go grocery shopping at my own pace without kids in tow!!

michelle mg

<seethe>

I KNOW this is small, but it's right up my ass today and i am SO pissed off.

We MUST buy groceries today. We have none. The proverbial cupboards are

fucking bare.

I gave two choices: no frills and the IGA. IGA is WAY more expensive,

but it's local, and no frills has an overwhelming decor of bright crayola yellow

and is a 20-minute drive away.

Before we left, he chose no frills.

Well, it took him 20 freaking minutes after HIS timer went off to get his

stupid boots on, although he'd been counting down the blasted thing second for

second.

On the way, I needed to double back into town to buy gas. " I SAID no frills, "

trumpeted ERic.

When the gas attendant didn't hang around our window long enough to hear some

speech wanted to say to him, he freaked out.

So I changed the plan to IGA, which is right in town, two blocks from the gas

station and 10 blocks from home.

IGA was busy, but he wanted to steer the cart. Fine, whatever. So we got to

the produce section, the FIRST section, and he SLAMMED to a halt in front of a

display of fruit, pointed, and yelled in a language I HAVE NEVER HEARD. Would

he repeat it? No. Would he say it in english? NO. Would he move the fucking

cart? NO!

So *I* tired to move the cart, but by then there was a veritable SEA of

disgruntled shoppers jockeying to pass us, eqach one shooting his or her own

dirty look. And they all seemed to make a POINT of bumping into me. SLAMMING

into me, more like.

So I whirled that cart around, parked it back in the cart thingy, and marched

us out of that store. The whole time alternated between crestfallen and

big fat cheesy grin. Took all I had not to wipe it off on the pavement.

<seethe>

Jacquie

-frustrated, angry, and HUNGRY

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i help eric values his life enough not to complain about the lack of food in

your house!! since i got my license in september that has been my greatest

thrill - to be able to go grocery shopping at my own pace without kids in tow!!

michelle mg

<seethe>

I KNOW this is small, but it's right up my ass today and i am SO pissed off.

We MUST buy groceries today. We have none. The proverbial cupboards are

fucking bare.

I gave two choices: no frills and the IGA. IGA is WAY more expensive,

but it's local, and no frills has an overwhelming decor of bright crayola yellow

and is a 20-minute drive away.

Before we left, he chose no frills.

Well, it took him 20 freaking minutes after HIS timer went off to get his

stupid boots on, although he'd been counting down the blasted thing second for

second.

On the way, I needed to double back into town to buy gas. " I SAID no frills, "

trumpeted ERic.

When the gas attendant didn't hang around our window long enough to hear some

speech wanted to say to him, he freaked out.

So I changed the plan to IGA, which is right in town, two blocks from the gas

station and 10 blocks from home.

IGA was busy, but he wanted to steer the cart. Fine, whatever. So we got to

the produce section, the FIRST section, and he SLAMMED to a halt in front of a

display of fruit, pointed, and yelled in a language I HAVE NEVER HEARD. Would

he repeat it? No. Would he say it in english? NO. Would he move the fucking

cart? NO!

So *I* tired to move the cart, but by then there was a veritable SEA of

disgruntled shoppers jockeying to pass us, eqach one shooting his or her own

dirty look. And they all seemed to make a POINT of bumping into me. SLAMMING

into me, more like.

So I whirled that cart around, parked it back in the cart thingy, and marched

us out of that store. The whole time alternated between crestfallen and

big fat cheesy grin. Took all I had not to wipe it off on the pavement.

<seethe>

Jacquie

-frustrated, angry, and HUNGRY

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Jacquie, all I can say is YOU POOR THING!!! I'd go crazy without my dh here

to spell me once in a while. spent all morning begging to go out to

eat. The first thing he does when he gets to the restaurant is sign that he

wants to leave. UGH!! He did fine though, and ate up a storm, which was

good. :-)

Wish I was closer so I could watch him for ya. We really should all move to

the same community so we could all help each other out.

Mareyllen

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> Maybe because there's no one there to watch him? I think Marc is

working

> 2nd shift now, which means he's asleep in the mornings and gone till

late

at

> night. BTDT, no fun no fun.

He's on 3rd shift this week and next. Last night he worked overtime and

got

home this morning at 11:30. he'll be asleep til 's bedtime or later.

Jacquie

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> If taking places is that bad why don't you just leae him home.

>

> Lori

With?

My husband works six days a week and we have no babysitter. I take him with

me or we don't go.

Jacquie

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> Maybe because there's no one there to watch him? I think Marc is working

> 2nd shift now, which means he's asleep in the mornings and gone till late

at

> night. BTDT, no fun no fun.

He's on 3rd shift this week and next. Last night he worked overtime and got

home this morning at 11:30. he'll be asleep til 's bedtime or later.

Jacquie

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> Maybe because there's no one there to watch him? I think Marc is working

> 2nd shift now, which means he's asleep in the mornings and gone till late

at

> night. BTDT, no fun no fun.

He's on 3rd shift this week and next. Last night he worked overtime and got

home this morning at 11:30. he'll be asleep til 's bedtime or later.

Jacquie

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> Maybe because there's no one there to watch him? I think Marc is working

> 2nd shift now, which means he's asleep in the mornings and gone till late

at

> night. BTDT, no fun no fun.

He's on 3rd shift this week and next. Last night he worked overtime and got

home this morning at 11:30. he'll be asleep til 's bedtime or later.

Jacquie

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> Well, I guess I was comparing it to the trips out I used to have with

> three years ago, and imagining that to other people still in THAT boat,

> yesterday's kerfluffle would seem pretty tame. :-)

It does not quite compare to searching for your naked toddler who has run

from you and hidden in a cupboard, eh? ;)

It still sounded rotten.

-Sara.

whose child has not yet stripped in public but is sure the day will come

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> Well, I guess I was comparing it to the trips out I used to have with

> three years ago, and imagining that to other people still in THAT boat,

> yesterday's kerfluffle would seem pretty tame. :-)

It does not quite compare to searching for your naked toddler who has run

from you and hidden in a cupboard, eh? ;)

It still sounded rotten.

-Sara.

whose child has not yet stripped in public but is sure the day will come

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> Well, I guess I was comparing it to the trips out I used to have with

> three years ago, and imagining that to other people still in THAT boat,

> yesterday's kerfluffle would seem pretty tame. :-)

It does not quite compare to searching for your naked toddler who has run

from you and hidden in a cupboard, eh? ;)

It still sounded rotten.

-Sara.

whose child has not yet stripped in public but is sure the day will come

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> Jacquie,

> I wouldn't have considered this small. It sounds like an absolutely

horrid

> excursion!

> Sue

Well, I guess I was comparing it to the trips out I used to have with

three years ago, and imagining that to other people still in THAT boat,

yesterday's kerfluffle would seem pretty tame. :-)

It's true, though, that from where I was sitting, it was HIDEOUS!

Jacquie

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